Tag Archives: baby

Rousse recovers from a fashion faux pas by dancing the bare-topped tango

Posted on January 22, 2013 by Dreamaticus

Perhaps the reunion was a failure because it was organised by a black and white border collie? I felt uncomfortable from the moment that I arrived. Two girls from my sixth form English class, N and C, were the first … Continue reading →

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Puppet maker passenger puts her trust in the professor (Rousse)

Posted on December 4, 2012 by Dreamaticus

Stuck in traffic, I noticed a woman with a baby on her lap at the bus window. Seated towards the back of the ground floor of the bus, and almost level with us, she was the spitting image of JS. … Continue reading →

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Belle the economist, detective and pornographer

Posted on November 25, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I was extremely upset to find that once again someone had dumped rubbish on the grass verge at the top of my street. This time it was at least a dozen litre sized empty drinking yoghurt cartons. I stopped to … Continue reading →

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Daring Danish rescue attempt ends with death (Rousse)

Posted on November 6, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I’d only met C in real life once before. Since our brief encounter earlier in the year all our recent contact had been online, where C’s alias was A. He’d agreed to pass on some photography hints to TPR so … Continue reading →

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Lambs to the slaughter (Rousse)

Posted on November 2, 2012 by Dreamaticus

We were living in temporary accommodation with a flock of sheep until our move south was complete. Something had gone horribly wrong overnight, possibly due to my carelessness with a canteen of cutlery. I’d dropped it down the staircase and … Continue reading →

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The Neanderthal Newborn of Noss (Rousse)

Posted on October 19, 2012 by Dreamaticus

The French man pushed the shopping trolley with one hand and carried the naked newborn baby in his other. He had walked for miles from the remote island of Noss (Shetland) just to register the baby’s birth. I wondered why … Continue reading →

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What to feed babies (Rousse)

Posted on October 10, 2012 by Dreamaticus

I herded my class of blue-uniformed 15 year-olds into a queue outside the remote former school house. The retired head mistress emerged to invite them in, and they settled into their places for an authentic school dinner of past times. … Continue reading →

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Alex Kapranos’ baby (Rousse)

Posted on August 5, 2012 by Dreamaticus

As was the tradition in my family, a member of the next generation volunteered to give birth to the child of a celebrity. So now I was a great aunt, and my 16-year old niece AF the mother of Alex … Continue reading →

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Rousse’s real parents

Posted on July 14, 2012 by Dreamaticus

So now I knew the reasons why I looked nothing like either of my two sisters, and my parents clammed up whenever the topic of genetics came up in conversation. AP confessed to me that back in 1962 he embarked … Continue reading →

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The effects of global warming, old school friends, and a recruitment question (Rousse)

Posted on July 12, 2012 by Dreamaticus

In this topsy-turvy world the sun hadn’t risen for weeks and the streets were under snow, even though the calendar told us that it was the middle of the summer. It was so cold outside that the thick soles of … Continue reading →

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